AND WE WONDER WHY WE'RE IN SUCH A MESS?

THEN V. NOW...

A little house with three bedrooms and one car on the street.
A mower that you had to push to make the grass look neat.

In the kitchen on the wall we only we had one phone and no need for recording things. Someone was always home.

We only had a living room where we would congregate,
Unless it was at mealtime in the kitchen where we ate.

We had no need for family rooms

or extra rooms to dine.

When meeting as a family those two rooms would work out fine.

We only had one TV set, and channels maybe two,
But always there was one of them with something worth the view.

For snacks we had potato chips that tasted like a chip,
And if you wanted flavor there was Lipton's onion dip.


Store-bought snacks were rare because my mother liked to cook,
And nothing can compare to snacks in Betty Crocker's book.

Weekends were for family trips or staying home to play,
We all did things together -- even go to church to pray.


When we did our weekend trips depending on the weather,
No one stayed at home because we liked to be together.


Sometimes we would separate to do things on our own,
But we knew where the others were without our own cell phone.

Then there were the movies with your favorite movie star,
And nothing can compare to watching movies in your car.


Then there were the picnics at the peak of summer season,
Pack a lunch and find some trees and never need a reason.


One time the music that you played whenever you would jive,
Was from a vinyl, big-holed record called a forty-five.


The record player had a post to keep them all in line,
And then the records would drop down and play one at a time.


Oh sure, we had our problems then, just like we do today,
And always we were striving, trying for a better way.

Oh, the simple life we lived still seems like so much fun,
How can you explain a game, just kick the can and run?

Ciao for now!!!!

Winnie